08-06-2008, 01:32 AM
Katie's Story Written by Unknown
It was late at night and Katie was flipping through the channels. she stopped on some B movie, some women's prison flick. Two women had the arms of a third pinned behind her back, and the ringleader punched her hard in the stomach; she grunted loud and doubled over. Katie instinctively put her hand on her own stomach, and felt that strange feeling again... a kind of curious arousal. she had always had a strange kind of fascination for stomachs, and she caught herself staring at times at other women's stomachs in aerobics classes, or at the teenagers in the malls with their shirt blouses. She used to dress like that, ten years ago...
Ten years, it had been ten years since her high school graduation. She had just come home from the 10-year reunion, with mixed emotions. It had been good to see some of the people, but others she wished she hadn't seen. She had a good talk with some of her classmates, remembering some of the silly things they used to do. They talked about how they used to wear bare-midriff blouses with tight jeans and go to the mall and try to attract guys' attention. Missy, the spoiled rich girl who was still as skinny as she had been in high school, cruelly pointed out to Katie that she couldn't do that any more, as she looked at her body up and down.
Katie wondered if she really looked that fat now. Sure, she had gained a few pounds, but don't most people after high school? She wondered if she would ever dare to go out bare-bellied in public again. She really wasn't that fat, it was just that around her waist... well, it had a lot to do with her posture. Her spine had a natural swayed curve to it, so her stomach and chest looked bigger than they really were. That's just the way she was made. In high school it made her slender frame look really sexy, but now that she had a little more weight, it made her chest look really full, but also her stomach look more rounded, especially when she sat down. Her tummy always seemed to be hanging over her waistline a little, especially when she wore tight jeans and a tight sweater.
Her old friends brought up lots of embarrassing things they had done in high school, Katie had always teased boys a lot, flirting with them, but she had this strange habit of trying to punch them in the stomach., She just loved catching them unprepared, and feeling the plop! of her fist against their stomach and hearing them grunt a little and double over from the blow., They seemed almost paralyzed for a few seconds, unable to stand up straight., she had always wondered what it felt like, but of course, the boys weren't allowed to hit girls, so they never hit her back, even though at times she wished, in, a way, that they would., she never really hit them that hard, and, after all, they were tough high school boys. Once she had tried to get a girlfriend to experiment with stomach punching., But whenever she wound up to punch Katie in the stomach, Katie couldn't help but tighten up her abs, and the punch would just bounce off, leaving a slight burning sensation in her abs., She knew that wasn't the feeling that the boys had whenever she punched the by surprise., The penetration was missing.
These strange feelings toward stomachs seemed to fade after high school, but every now and then--like when she would see some stomach-punch scene in a movie--those strange feelings would come back., But who could she ever talk to them about?, Who could ever understand her and try to explore these feelings?, Her ex-boyfriends had just looked at her weird the few times she ever brought the subject up.
SO here she was, in front of the TV, getting slightly aroused from watching a bare-bellied actress allegedly get punched hard in the gut. Something about a bare belly in bondage like that, the back arched, the arms behind the back... just the though of it made her stretch her arms above her head and arch her back., she went over and stood in front of the mirror, took off her sweater, and looked at herself., she wasn't too fat, as long as she sucked in a little. And when she sucked in, her full chest stuck out even more., She stretched her arms above her head again, looked at her navel, which was now a deep, vertical oval.
She couldn't forget the cruel words of Missy., Was it true that she was now too fat to go to the mall in a skimpy blouse and attract stares from men?, Well, there was just one way to find out., She put on a pair of tight jeans, with a waistline just about even with her navel., Then she found an old blouse in the back of her closet, a thin sweater actually, that just covered her ample chest, leaving several inches of bare skin down to her belly button., She looked pretty good., She let down her hair and tried some sexy poses in the mirror.
She knew she might chicken out if she though about it too much, so she walked straight to her car and got in and started driving to a mall., she was so nervous walking to the car, afraid that someone she knows might see her, but she made it OK. As she was driving she glanced down at her belly--the little of it she could see over her big breasts--and it really looked round and chubby sitting as she was, and with the jeans so tight. But she sucked it in a little, and thought, well, no one would see her sitting anyway.
She started having second thoughts, especially after she got lost trying to find a shortcut around some road construction., Her it was, at night, in a bad part of town, lost, and dressed the way she was... then the unthinkable happened: the car quit., She couldn't believe it!, She had free towing with Triple AAA but she would have to walk to a phone, she remembered having just passed one, maybe just two blocks back, and she didn't see many people in the street, so she got out of the car and started walking.
She had gone just a few feet when the whistling started., She didn't know at first where it came from, but then she noticed some rough-looking guys on a street corner leering at her and making comments., she walked quicker, and folded her arms over her bare stomach, covering as much skin as possible., She ignored them, and as she walked away from them she heard some of the comments about her ass, her tight jeans... she was scared, of course, but at least they had noticed her.
She thought she was safe now, with the phone in sight, but a group of girls who had been watching her from the other side of the street crossed it and cut her off., When they got close to her she could see that they looked pretty tough too, like part of a gang., The leader came up and stopped right in front of Katie, blocking her path., She put her arms on her hips and said "you lost or somethin'?"
The other girls laughed., Katie tried to size up the situation., They were teenagers, maybe early 20's., The leader had on dirty jeans, a small tank top that covered just her chest, leaving her belly bare., She was kind of big; maybe 5' 9", probably 140 or 150, but not really fat; just big., she looked strong., Even her arms looked a little muscular.
"Yeah, I'm lost., I just need the phone" said Katie as she tried to walk around her, but was cut off., Katie actually walked into the gang leader, their chests colliding., Katie tried to back up, to make more space, but when she did she felt two girls grab her by the arms and hold her., It happened so sudden that she wasn't really scared; just annoyed by these young obnoxious girls., she tried to shake the two girls free, but they just tightened their grip, pulling her arms farther behind her back, making her back arch more.
"Nice tits" said the leader as she looked down at Katie's chest., The others laughed and jeered., "Oooo, and look at that nice bare tummy!" as she slid her finger down the middle of Katie's belly, pushing it into her deep belly button, which had been pulled out from it's hiding place behind the waistline of her jeans by the arching of her back.
"Look, what do you want!" Katie blurted out angrily.
You gotta pay us a little tax if you wanna use our phone", the others joined in, in agreement., "And if you don't pay us I just might have to punch you in that nice fat belly of yours" she added as she faked a hard punch to Katie's exposed and vulnerable midsection., The fist stopped just an inch short of connecting., Katie instinctively tightened her abs in anticipation of the punch., Now she was getting a little scared, but at the same time strange feelings of arousal started to well up inside her, especially looking at her strong, bare-bellied adversary., They were just trying to scare her, she thought., Yet she was still annoyed at them, and didn't want to back down.
"
You wouldn't dare" challenged Katie.
The gang leader looked at some of her friends, smiled, and said "Maybe you're right" and looked like she was going to turn and walk away., At the same time she felt someone stroke her hair behind her., She thought about turning around to look to see what was going on, and she carelessly relaxed her stomach muscles., Suddenly, very quickly, the gang leader whirled around with a wide-swing punch that landed right square in the middle of Katie's soft, bare, relaxed stomach, well above the navel, right in the breadbasket, the solar plexus, the stomach, the gut, right where a punch can temporarily paralyze the victim and send shock waves throughout the midsection., Katie barely saw it coming, and before she could react she heard a loud groan come from deep inside her, escape her lips without any forethought, and she felt the fist crash against her soft stomach and penetrate deeply, deeply into her abdominal cavity, pushing and distorting the internal stomach organ, and finally stopping from the pressure of her organs pinned against her spine., She never knew such deep penetration into a person was ever possible., The girls behind her let go of their grip, and she instantly doubled over, clutching her aching stomach with both hands, collapsing to the knees, breathless.
She heard laughter, and comments like "ooh, right in the gut!" She had Never experienced any sensation so strong. Any pain was overshadowed by her desire to take a deep breath, a desire negated by her contracted body. She tried to straighten up, but couldn't.
"That'll teach you to get mouthy with us!" sneered the leader, and they walked away, leaving her crumpled on the sidewalk.
In just a few minutes Katie stood up, almost straight, held one hand gingerly over her stomach while wiping away tears with her other hand. Well, her curiosity was now satisfied; she knew how it felt to get a hard punch in a soft stomach. She walked to the phone, made the call, didn't see anyone in the street, so she started to walk back to her car where she would wait for the tow truck. She was surprised at how quickly she had recovered from the punch. It was a devastating feeling at first, but now it was just curious warmth in the pit of her stomach. And the thought of what had just happened started to arouse her slightly, though she couldn't figure out why.
She walked about a block when she saw a figure on the isolated street corner. It was the gang leader, and she was alone.
It was late at night and Katie was flipping through the channels. she stopped on some B movie, some women's prison flick. Two women had the arms of a third pinned behind her back, and the ringleader punched her hard in the stomach; she grunted loud and doubled over. Katie instinctively put her hand on her own stomach, and felt that strange feeling again... a kind of curious arousal. she had always had a strange kind of fascination for stomachs, and she caught herself staring at times at other women's stomachs in aerobics classes, or at the teenagers in the malls with their shirt blouses. She used to dress like that, ten years ago...
Ten years, it had been ten years since her high school graduation. She had just come home from the 10-year reunion, with mixed emotions. It had been good to see some of the people, but others she wished she hadn't seen. She had a good talk with some of her classmates, remembering some of the silly things they used to do. They talked about how they used to wear bare-midriff blouses with tight jeans and go to the mall and try to attract guys' attention. Missy, the spoiled rich girl who was still as skinny as she had been in high school, cruelly pointed out to Katie that she couldn't do that any more, as she looked at her body up and down.
Katie wondered if she really looked that fat now. Sure, she had gained a few pounds, but don't most people after high school? She wondered if she would ever dare to go out bare-bellied in public again. She really wasn't that fat, it was just that around her waist... well, it had a lot to do with her posture. Her spine had a natural swayed curve to it, so her stomach and chest looked bigger than they really were. That's just the way she was made. In high school it made her slender frame look really sexy, but now that she had a little more weight, it made her chest look really full, but also her stomach look more rounded, especially when she sat down. Her tummy always seemed to be hanging over her waistline a little, especially when she wore tight jeans and a tight sweater.
Her old friends brought up lots of embarrassing things they had done in high school, Katie had always teased boys a lot, flirting with them, but she had this strange habit of trying to punch them in the stomach., She just loved catching them unprepared, and feeling the plop! of her fist against their stomach and hearing them grunt a little and double over from the blow., They seemed almost paralyzed for a few seconds, unable to stand up straight., she had always wondered what it felt like, but of course, the boys weren't allowed to hit girls, so they never hit her back, even though at times she wished, in, a way, that they would., she never really hit them that hard, and, after all, they were tough high school boys. Once she had tried to get a girlfriend to experiment with stomach punching., But whenever she wound up to punch Katie in the stomach, Katie couldn't help but tighten up her abs, and the punch would just bounce off, leaving a slight burning sensation in her abs., She knew that wasn't the feeling that the boys had whenever she punched the by surprise., The penetration was missing.
These strange feelings toward stomachs seemed to fade after high school, but every now and then--like when she would see some stomach-punch scene in a movie--those strange feelings would come back., But who could she ever talk to them about?, Who could ever understand her and try to explore these feelings?, Her ex-boyfriends had just looked at her weird the few times she ever brought the subject up.
SO here she was, in front of the TV, getting slightly aroused from watching a bare-bellied actress allegedly get punched hard in the gut. Something about a bare belly in bondage like that, the back arched, the arms behind the back... just the though of it made her stretch her arms above her head and arch her back., she went over and stood in front of the mirror, took off her sweater, and looked at herself., she wasn't too fat, as long as she sucked in a little. And when she sucked in, her full chest stuck out even more., She stretched her arms above her head again, looked at her navel, which was now a deep, vertical oval.
She couldn't forget the cruel words of Missy., Was it true that she was now too fat to go to the mall in a skimpy blouse and attract stares from men?, Well, there was just one way to find out., She put on a pair of tight jeans, with a waistline just about even with her navel., Then she found an old blouse in the back of her closet, a thin sweater actually, that just covered her ample chest, leaving several inches of bare skin down to her belly button., She looked pretty good., She let down her hair and tried some sexy poses in the mirror.
She knew she might chicken out if she though about it too much, so she walked straight to her car and got in and started driving to a mall., she was so nervous walking to the car, afraid that someone she knows might see her, but she made it OK. As she was driving she glanced down at her belly--the little of it she could see over her big breasts--and it really looked round and chubby sitting as she was, and with the jeans so tight. But she sucked it in a little, and thought, well, no one would see her sitting anyway.
She started having second thoughts, especially after she got lost trying to find a shortcut around some road construction., Her it was, at night, in a bad part of town, lost, and dressed the way she was... then the unthinkable happened: the car quit., She couldn't believe it!, She had free towing with Triple AAA but she would have to walk to a phone, she remembered having just passed one, maybe just two blocks back, and she didn't see many people in the street, so she got out of the car and started walking.
She had gone just a few feet when the whistling started., She didn't know at first where it came from, but then she noticed some rough-looking guys on a street corner leering at her and making comments., she walked quicker, and folded her arms over her bare stomach, covering as much skin as possible., She ignored them, and as she walked away from them she heard some of the comments about her ass, her tight jeans... she was scared, of course, but at least they had noticed her.
She thought she was safe now, with the phone in sight, but a group of girls who had been watching her from the other side of the street crossed it and cut her off., When they got close to her she could see that they looked pretty tough too, like part of a gang., The leader came up and stopped right in front of Katie, blocking her path., She put her arms on her hips and said "you lost or somethin'?"
The other girls laughed., Katie tried to size up the situation., They were teenagers, maybe early 20's., The leader had on dirty jeans, a small tank top that covered just her chest, leaving her belly bare., She was kind of big; maybe 5' 9", probably 140 or 150, but not really fat; just big., she looked strong., Even her arms looked a little muscular.
"Yeah, I'm lost., I just need the phone" said Katie as she tried to walk around her, but was cut off., Katie actually walked into the gang leader, their chests colliding., Katie tried to back up, to make more space, but when she did she felt two girls grab her by the arms and hold her., It happened so sudden that she wasn't really scared; just annoyed by these young obnoxious girls., she tried to shake the two girls free, but they just tightened their grip, pulling her arms farther behind her back, making her back arch more.
"Nice tits" said the leader as she looked down at Katie's chest., The others laughed and jeered., "Oooo, and look at that nice bare tummy!" as she slid her finger down the middle of Katie's belly, pushing it into her deep belly button, which had been pulled out from it's hiding place behind the waistline of her jeans by the arching of her back.
"Look, what do you want!" Katie blurted out angrily.
You gotta pay us a little tax if you wanna use our phone", the others joined in, in agreement., "And if you don't pay us I just might have to punch you in that nice fat belly of yours" she added as she faked a hard punch to Katie's exposed and vulnerable midsection., The fist stopped just an inch short of connecting., Katie instinctively tightened her abs in anticipation of the punch., Now she was getting a little scared, but at the same time strange feelings of arousal started to well up inside her, especially looking at her strong, bare-bellied adversary., They were just trying to scare her, she thought., Yet she was still annoyed at them, and didn't want to back down.
"
You wouldn't dare" challenged Katie.
The gang leader looked at some of her friends, smiled, and said "Maybe you're right" and looked like she was going to turn and walk away., At the same time she felt someone stroke her hair behind her., She thought about turning around to look to see what was going on, and she carelessly relaxed her stomach muscles., Suddenly, very quickly, the gang leader whirled around with a wide-swing punch that landed right square in the middle of Katie's soft, bare, relaxed stomach, well above the navel, right in the breadbasket, the solar plexus, the stomach, the gut, right where a punch can temporarily paralyze the victim and send shock waves throughout the midsection., Katie barely saw it coming, and before she could react she heard a loud groan come from deep inside her, escape her lips without any forethought, and she felt the fist crash against her soft stomach and penetrate deeply, deeply into her abdominal cavity, pushing and distorting the internal stomach organ, and finally stopping from the pressure of her organs pinned against her spine., She never knew such deep penetration into a person was ever possible., The girls behind her let go of their grip, and she instantly doubled over, clutching her aching stomach with both hands, collapsing to the knees, breathless.
She heard laughter, and comments like "ooh, right in the gut!" She had Never experienced any sensation so strong. Any pain was overshadowed by her desire to take a deep breath, a desire negated by her contracted body. She tried to straighten up, but couldn't.
"That'll teach you to get mouthy with us!" sneered the leader, and they walked away, leaving her crumpled on the sidewalk.
In just a few minutes Katie stood up, almost straight, held one hand gingerly over her stomach while wiping away tears with her other hand. Well, her curiosity was now satisfied; she knew how it felt to get a hard punch in a soft stomach. She walked to the phone, made the call, didn't see anyone in the street, so she started to walk back to her car where she would wait for the tow truck. She was surprised at how quickly she had recovered from the punch. It was a devastating feeling at first, but now it was just curious warmth in the pit of her stomach. And the thought of what had just happened started to arouse her slightly, though she couldn't figure out why.
She walked about a block when she saw a figure on the isolated street corner. It was the gang leader, and she was alone.